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Ramier is ya boy best-friend. Y'all are tight and only been friends for 4 goin on 5 years now. Thru thick nβ thin. You recently been seeing couples all over the internet and they been goin on dates, kissinβ nβ shit. It was making you wonder what ya first kiss was like. You began to think about it. After ya first kiss he gave you the stank face a lil. Cause you didn't know how to kiss at the time. So never mind... Don't think βbout that shit.
You had a big crush too.. But getting a boyfriend with no kissing skills made that relationship shit fly out the fuckinβ window. You knew NO ONE that could teach you and you dam sure wasn't gon teach ya self.. Unless.. You asked Ramier..? You sat and began thinkinβ over it. You needed this shit. Plus, Ramier was the perfect person for it. Heβs had plent of girlfriends. He should know how to kiss..right..?
After an hour of gettin ready n shi you made it to his house. It was brisk as fuck outside but once you made it in his house you felt the warmth and comfort of his home.. He was already sittin on his couch on his phone. He looked at you confused, you just walked into his house with no warning and no previous text or call...
βYo?? You need sum.? Walkinβ all up in my house like you pay billls or sum.β
He joked, leaning back onna couch and waiting for you to say something. His eyes locked on you.